After some time had passed since the Living Spire first revealed Slith
in a botched experiment by Eris, Goddess of Chaos, today She again tried
to perform yet a second experiment using the Living Spire. Like the
first time, a vortex of power opened up in the sky. This time, however,
Eris was able to keep it open and channel some sort of power from its
fluctuating energy. Unfortunately for the Goddess of Chaos, the vortex
of power shattered and the backlash released such a tremendous burst of
energy that the Goddess of Chaos turned to stone. Wails went up from the
Great Erisian Pyramid, and one of the Pyramid's denizens enigmatically
led a somber lament to Eris, referring to her as the "controller of that
which cannot be controlled."

It soon became apparent that the predicament of the Goddess of Chaos was
not a fleeting moment for no matter what the occultists and those loyal
to her did, nothing worked. Then, strange reports began to circulate
throughout the land--reports of clothing squirming and talking, of
towers rapidly decaying, of pillars walking, of rains of tiny ducks.
Then, long established denizens of Sapience began acting unnaturally:
the Black Boar began proclaiming himself a baker and seller of pies, a
boy in Shallam proclaimed himself king, Epicurus himself tried to eat
Ashtan, and Zsarachnor began planting tulips in Eleusis. What started as
simple oddities began turning dangerous as all over the land toxic
bubbles and even tendrils began arising, afflicting many throughout
Sapience. And, finally, the denizens of Thera and Jaru began hideously
mutating into twisted forms.

The madness doesn't seem likely to abate and indeed increases. If no way
is found to stem the tide, many begin to wonder if Sapience can survive
it.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Phaestian, in the year 331 AF.